A beautiful ship that sailed by when I was painting at Marshall Point, Maine
One of the items that I have at the exhibit in the Topsfield library is a Remembrance journal. People sit in the pink chair, think of their own loved ones and write a message in the journal. It is my hope that this sharing can go on as the blog does, which will be for a while....
My friend Val, lost her mother recently She has posted some lovely thoughts about her but I was really taken with the quote she found and shared. She has approved my sharing it with you.
the quote:
"I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other. Then someone at my side says, "There, she is gone."
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Gone where?"
Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side, and she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port. Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when someone at my side says, "There, she is gone!" there are other eyes watching her coming, and there are other voices ready to take up the glad shout, "Here she comes!" And that is dying.
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- Henry van Dyke (1852 – 1933) American author, educator, and clergyman
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